No Fear

I seem to remember that, as babies and toddlers, my other kids were somewhat afraid of the vacuum, being that it made such a loud noise and was known for sucking things up, never to be seen again (a reasonable fear, I think). However, such is obviously not the case with Malcolm... The snow finally got wet enough for Olivia and Daddy to build the snowman she's been waiting for for a week (Sabrina, to no one's surprise, got cold and wanted to come in before the snowman was complete.)
Last week's sugar cookie event was postponed due to inclement weather, so it happened yesterday. The girls enjoyed icing all the cookies with Mommy, Grandma, Auntie Viv, and Ben (and yes Shelley, these cookies are to be divided among 3 families, like the gingerbread - we like cookies, but even we can only eat so many!)
And now that Malcolm is 8 months old, he's finally big enough to sit with the "big kids" and have a snack. The girls have instituted a "picnic blanket snack time" whenever we have Noah and Jared to take care of (you can see Noah in the pictures, but only Jared's feet - that's the best collage I could get), and today was the first time Malcolm was invited to eat his Cheerios with the rest of the gang!